From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

And in this great year when the fire is boiling.

There are many extraordinary people in the world.

In response to this, Taiping Ling planned to make a move, promote a war of unification, and use weapons and iron horses to forcibly destroy the martial arts world.

In the Liangmang War in the future of the original world line, a large number of true masters participated in the war for various reasons and died in it. People all said: In the battle of Jubei City, the eighteen masters broke the battle array with unparalleled style in history.
But secretly, the arrival of the Dharma Ending Age has been greatly advanced.

Jiang Yuan continued to sip his wine. This could explain why the Taiping Order insisted on forcing the Queen of Beimang to attack Beiliang, to take on a tough task, but ultimately failed. Beiliang's 300,000 cavalrymen wasted 30 years of national strength, and thus the entire Southern Court was lost. The battlefield where millions of troops fought was like a whetstone that broke all the sharp swords in the world.

This old fellow had evil intentions from the beginning. After traveling for twenty years, he could no longer tolerate the underworld.

The next day, Jiang Yuan went to the blacksmith shop to get a gun.

The black spear standing at the door disappeared.

The middle-aged blacksmith felt a little embarrassed. He thought that the guy who showed supernatural powers yesterday would be furious, but he didn't expect that his expression seemed unchanged.

"Your spear was snatched away by Young Master Xiao, the young master of Sizhao Mountain. He originally ordered a Qingfeng sword from me, and when he picked it up, he asked a dozen strong servants to carry away the spear. It was just last night."

Jiang Yuan nodded and said, "So you think this is a matter between him and me, and you neither informed me nor stopped me, hoping to stay out of it. This is human nature, but logically, you should return the gold to me and give me compensation."

The middle-aged blacksmith looked embarrassed, "Sir, I really don't dare to offend Mr. Xiao..."

The next second, Jiang Yuan raised his hand and blew the opponent's head off. The broken flesh hit the wall with a crackling sound. Because of the strong wind caused by the attack, the headless corpse flew several times and knocked down the tattered wall over there, destroying the blacksmith shop.

"There is no discrimination in teaching. Don't make excuses when I teach you how to be a good person."

Jiang Yuan turned and left. The slight pleasure brought by the karma wine disappeared. He only needed to close his eyes and think deeply to figure out the logic behind the matter. After his fate was in decline, Taiping Ling's gift of wine was a sign of good fortune. This not-so-small accident was the beginning of the second calamity of the moon's waning and the beginning of the second decline of the gods and men.

"Then just go find the big and old ones."

……

Eight hundred miles north of Hongxiang City lies a mountain called Sizhao Mountain.

In the territory of Beimang, the sects related to "mountains" usually represent a combination of temples and the world of martial arts.

For example, Tibingshan, who was stationed in the Rouran Mountains, had 90,000 Rouran cavalry and several military towns under his command.

The same is true for Sizhao Mountain. As the leader of the Orange State martial arts world, the Juezhao Military Town is stationed with a 10,000-strong cavalry. The sect's strength ranks eighth in Beimang. The mountain master, Xiao Sizhao, is a martial artist who has reached the perfection of the Profound Realm and was once ranked second among the top ten demons.

Sizhao Mountain has a close connection with Murong Baoding, the governor of Beimang. The surname Xiao can be traced back to the Yuwen clan, and has a history comparable to that of Murong, the national surname of Beimang.

On this day, at the top of the sect mountain.

Xiao Sizhao looked up and saw a mighty blood energy rising up, like a wolf smoke straight into the sky.

The foundation of a warrior is roughly three-fold: physical strength, blood, and qi. The person who comes here is not good, and he is in his prime.

A colorful giant python, one hundred meters long, moved forward quickly, violently smashing the obstacles along the way and heading straight for Sizhao Mountain.

Tens of thousands of Xiao's cavalry were ready to move, and they saw a red light rising into the sky. Before the people landed on the ground, an extremely strong bloody aura rushed towards them, and all the trees on the top of the mountain collapsed.

Xiao Sizhao looked solemn.

He couldn't tell whether it was the Vajra Realm or the Celestial Realm. But even if it was the latter, Sizhao Mountain would never flatter him. There was no real enemy in the world, because the Qi would eventually dry up. If a warrior lost one of the three pillars, it would be a huge flaw.

The red light fell to the ground, and the mountain peak dropped an inch for no apparent reason.

It was simply because the man's spirit was too strong, and what flowed out was a real fist force of thousands of pounds.

"Your son took a spear he shouldn't have. I don't care who is behind this. You can go to Sizhao Mountain to investigate before he comes back. If you can find out, there will be nothing to worry about. If you can't, then you can just be a scapegoat. After all, killing anyone is killing them anyway."

Jiang Yuan sat down directly on the boulder, took out the Martial Arts Record and continued to flip through the book. On the Confucian classics that had been refined next to him, a sentence "If you hear the truth in the morning, you can die in the evening" was shining brightly. In the morning, you can find out the direction and kill your enemy in the evening. The meaning of the scripture is profound and wonderful, and at the same time, "There is no distinction between classes in the teaching" echoes it from afar. With the unity of knowledge and action, his Confucian and Taoist cultivation has reached the third level.

Xiao Sizhao was speechless. How could there be such a rude and arrogant guy in this world?

He turned his head and gave the worshipper a look, and the latter immediately left the mountain.

……

Two days later, Shao Shanzhu returned with his friends.

Only one was beaten half to death by a wandering knight who showed up and fell into coma. The attacker retreated on his own initiative after hearing the name of Sizhao Mountain.

On the top of the mountain, Xiao Sizhao cupped his hands and said:
"One of Yan'er's friends came from the spider web. It was he who suggested that Yan'er give it a try. Unexpectedly, he couldn't lift the spear at all. Feeling embarrassed, he asked the servants to carry it away together. This must be because I didn't contribute in the last battle at Sizhao Mountain, which caused dissatisfaction and criticism."

"Boy, it's really Spider Web. Your identity may have been exposed. The Taiping Order probably has spies around him to protect you." Crow said in a low voice.

"That's it for now."

Jiang Yuan stood up and put away the Martial Arts Records and Confucian classics. After Taiping Ling gave him the wine, he had probably run away with Huang Qing. Karma may not be impossible to change.

Xiao Sizhao shook his head and laughed, then reached out to take off the fox fur coat.

"To be honest, I feel a little puzzled. I think Li Mibi must have gone too far this time. However, you just leave as you say. You really don't take Sizhao Mountain seriously."

Jiang Yuan's face was calm. "No matter how he planned, the result would definitely not include the destruction of Sizhao Mountain and 10,000 cavalrymen, but your son would definitely die."

"Just you?" Xiao Sizhao turned his head and sneered, revealing his sharp edge. He had been patiently waiting before just to make sure his son returned to the mountain. Did he really think that a fellow warrior in his prime would be afraid?
Jiang Yuan nodded, indicating that the other party could pack up the coffin and prepare to die.

The fight started instantly.

Xiao Sizhao's pace went from slow to fast, and the heavy force sank into the ground. The distance between his footprints became larger and larger, and soon the interval became dozens of feet. He walked and stopped, and his momentum was extremely strong. When he threw a punch, bursts of gravel and dust flew.

The entire mountaintop looks as good as new.

Four illuminations, five aggregates, six sense objects, seven treasures, and the appearance of sentient beings.

It is said that the Four-Pointed Master who discovered this method of gradually reaching the summit is a deity who roams the vast land.

I saw that Xiao Sizhao's body was covered with mountain rhinoceros scales, his arms were like apes, longer than his knees, his back muscles were as ferocious as a tiger's head, and his feet were as thick as an elephant's.

With the magical power of Vajra Realm, the four beasts and four aspects merged into one, the strength increased dramatically, the physique was strengthened, and the energy in the body vented outwards like a flood, unstoppable.

(End of this chapter)